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Racer	felix (feitann)
Race Number	68
Date	Sat, 7 Aug 2021 10:57:13 +0000
Speed	69 WPM Try to beat?
Accuracy	95.6%
Rank	3rd place (out of 4)
Opponents	kostia244 (1st place) mattserblo (2nd place)

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I placed my revolver, cocked, upon the top of the wooden case behind which I crouched. Holmes shot the slide across the front of his lantern and left us in pitch darkness - such an absolute darkness as I have never before experienced. The smell of hot metal remained to assure us that the light was still there, ready to flash out at a moment's notice. To me, with my nerves worked up to a pitch of expectancy, there was something depressing and subduing in the sudden gloom, and in the cold dank air of the vault.

— The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes (book) by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle (see stats)

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I placed my revolver, cocked, upon the top of the wooden case behind which I crouched. Holmes shot the slide across the front of his lantern and left us in pitch darkness - such an absolute darkness as I have never before experienced. The smell of hot metal remained to assure us that the light was still there, ready to flash out at a moment's notice. To me, with my nerves worked up to a pitch of expectancy, there was something depressing and subduing in the sudden gloom, and in the cold dank air of the vault.

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Analysis:

cocked,
behind
which
crouched.
lantern
such
I
never
remained
still
there,
moment's
nerves
worked
something
depressing
sudden
gloom,
cold
of
the
vault.

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